shape up or she'll be gone listen up, if you were a man you'd know what's going on at home "your" home- nothing but a coward nothing is what roams these halls calls to you in the night reads to you in the dark- it's frosty in this bed our bed the one we share… Continue reading faulty timing
Tag: Poem
broken buildings, broken fingers
chances are the next life won't remember this one; fingertips leaving fingerprints on invisible walls on a construction site strangers pass over sewer pipes carrying messages messages free of bottles and free of dismissal free of happiness;
traffic
you let them all go into a vast opening into a world yet explored blue as the river once was garbage seeped into my lap through a tunnel built by you grease still dripping from your neck without a flag a path traffic here is awful
paddle boat
worry rocked the boat sent lifeless butterfly stroke to the bottom of the creak; sleep sleep sleep little baby rockaway trot away fuck away little far away down the stream lifeless cocoon and an oar.
shy
i know you're shy you won't leave the house without a coat you won't answer the phone with a hello but with a what can i do for you you won't lean forward without a wire you're a smooth criminal
gooigi
everything is falling to the waste side slipping through the cracks the real me asleep at the wheel the one you see falling apart at every puddle
final ballet
words don't travel as they use to blocked by mountains scared of river beds drowning in wastelands bringing death, to her knees singing her song that sweet last song
your song
this dream- the one that calls me in the morning eats with me at lunch and crawls into my sheets every night- i remember our first dance to Maroon 5 in a gym now we slow dance to Elton John i miss my wife but this life swipes my throat like a pup's belly. treasure;
lucky charms
the boy eats porridge every morning never deviates or wanders never wonders about lucky charms what is lucky charms doing tonight who are they with do they think about me do they like almond milk or 2%. never about orange juice never letting guard down for apples or other straggle fruits almond milk or 2%… Continue reading lucky charms
fruit lovers
just a small store nothing flashy just enough to get by selling fruit and a song. wrote it for you over a pear
Saint's Muse 